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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-9072938790288080208</id><published>2008-07-01T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:45:51.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Memories...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I lay on the bed and close my eyes,Trying to find something new;I look at every piece of my heart u broke,I found them all chanting the name of u;Then came a piece tumbling by,It posed me a picture of my life;A pain so brittle came along with smile, with-Memories of me seeing you for the first time;I turned around and took another piece,With almost all its parts depleted by,It showed the days we sang together,A pain arose that made me shed tears in blood;The moan of another piece deafened my ears,Ran through and saw it grasping for breath,It gave me the trace of ur foot when u left,There struck a pain that almost showed me death;With every piece scattered by,Lays down my heart soaked in the blood of mine,Beating its way for the memories u gave, am-Holding life in hands just to see u back again…! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-9072938790288080208?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/9072938790288080208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=9072938790288080208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/9072938790288080208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/9072938790288080208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='Memories...!'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-3160426712675870556</id><published>2008-06-01T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:35:28.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aaj maine use bhulana chaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SEKzcf37wPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/R-mt0NFjduw/s1600-h/which+way+to+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206921421367525618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SEKzcf37wPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/R-mt0NFjduw/s320/which+way+to+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;aaj maine use bhulana chaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ajj me use hamesha ke liye bhulane chala tha...uski yaado ke nisha dil se mitane chala tha ......jo shaksh kabhi meri kamjori huva karta tha ........ajj use bhula kar apni takat dikhane chala tha.....ye faisla maine badi asani se kar liya...uski har ek yaad ko sine me dafan kar liya...log puchte he kyu din raat use yaad karte ho....kyu roz use yaad kar ke jite-ji marte ho.....ab kya batau unhe ki us-se mera kya rishta jud gaya tha.....kyu vo gair meri zindgi me apno ki taraha utar gaya tha........bahut koshis ki use vapas bulane ki,par vo humse door jata raha......hamare sath bitaya huve har lamho ki yaade vo apne dil se mitata raha....ek hum hi the jo use dil ke itna karib la baithe......uske ek sath ko apni zindgi ki zarurat bana baithe.......ab aksar use yaad kar ke apni kismat pe afsos banata hu.....roz use bhulne ki kasam kha kar khudh ko thesh pahuchata hu....aab to bas yahi kar dikhana he ,kisi taraha uski yaado ko mitana he...ye kambakhat tanhaiya bhi to apni adat se baaz nahi aati he.......jab bhi humare pass ati he , apne sang unki yaade le aati he.....aur bevajaha is shant se cahehere ko ek ajib si tadap de jati he......aur in tanhaiyo ke karan hi me unhe bhulane me nakam ho jata hu.......aur unki yaad ate hi gaam aur udasi bhare samudr me kahi kho jata hu......roz unhe yaad karte huve yahi sochta hu ki kal to yakinan unhi bhula dunga....aur jab kal aata he to sochta hu aaj-ajj aur rahene do,kya huva jo thoda aur gaam ka bojh utha lunga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-3160426712675870556?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOVE U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really don't know how 2 start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;All i wanna say is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u won my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe i have many feelings to express,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;But i can't, 'cos of d fear r nervousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can never remember u whenever i feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Cos i'll never forget u, dats my deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;U come in my dreams n giv me a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Which bring out tears for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Everyday my heart's becoming bigger n bigger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's all b'cos of u my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I should hv brought roses wit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;But even dey wud hv bent their heads n sat on knee..(seeing ur beauty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Please accept my love n giv me breath,'Cos without u, i wud prefer death ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;(nice way of proposing )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-4214957673358590503?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/4214957673358590503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=4214957673358590503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/4214957673358590503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/4214957673358590503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/2008/05/lines-of-lover.html' title='lines of a lover!!'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SDuFHGlvrBI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PCWlBB3UytE/s72-c/i+give+my+life+to+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-5089661418331448566</id><published>2008-05-26T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T05:18:50.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>na jane kab</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;na jane kab&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-Jane kab is Dil ki Hasarat puri hogi,&lt;br /&gt;Kab mitege Faasle aur Door ye Doori hogi?&lt;br /&gt;Door rehne ki konsi aisi Majburi hogi,&lt;br /&gt;Bina us k Zindagi yakeenan Adhuri hogi&lt;br /&gt;Pyar to wo bhi Hum se Be-Hadd karti hai,&lt;br /&gt;Aayegi tabhi jab apno ki Manzoori hogi&lt;br /&gt;Agar wo nahi aa paye kisi Darr k maare,&lt;br /&gt;Uski Zimmedar bhi ye Dunya Buri hogi&lt;br /&gt;Phirte hain log chehre pe Ronak le ker,&lt;br /&gt;Kab Door Meri Zindagi ki Be-Noori hogi ?&lt;br /&gt;Na-Jane kab is Dil ki Hasarat puri hogi,&lt;br /&gt;Kab mitege Faasle aur door yai doori hogi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-5089661418331448566?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/5089661418331448566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=5089661418331448566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/5089661418331448566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/5089661418331448566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/2008/05/na-jane-kab.html' title='na jane kab'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-7457496334733238431</id><published>2008-05-25T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T07:52:24.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>My Sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;So often when I am embracing you&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you exist in this world&lt;br /&gt;only because of me and&lt;br /&gt;I exist because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not east to wonder in this world&lt;br /&gt;and not lose one's way,&lt;br /&gt;but the greatest happiness of all&lt;br /&gt;is in giving joy to one's beloved.&lt;br /&gt;And if the king can have his Spring next,&lt;br /&gt;and God can have his heaven,&lt;br /&gt;then I, my sweetheart. I can love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-7457496334733238431?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/7457496334733238431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=7457496334733238431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/7457496334733238431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/7457496334733238431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sweetheart.html' title='My Sweetheart'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-4101156960595924161</id><published>2008-05-24T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:03:28.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nice Article about Love ..by Swami Vivekananda</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; A Nice Article about Love ..by Swami Vivekananda &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A Nice Article about Love by Swami Vivekananda I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: "You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love." This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds. This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love...they try to posses it, they demand, they expect... and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you . For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings. Give and don't expect. Advise, but don't order. Ask, but never demand. It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring." Passing thought... Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take; but by the moments that take our breath away..... Life is beautiful!!! Live it !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-4101156960595924161?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/4101156960595924161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=4101156960595924161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/4101156960595924161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/4101156960595924161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/2008/05/nice-article-about-love-by-swami.html' title='A Nice Article about Love ..by Swami Vivekananda'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-7997783487433396812</id><published>2008-05-22T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:25:50.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wont Kiss Your Lips Tonight .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SDZjNmlvq_I/AAAAAAAAADY/vNTVgD80VmM/s1600-h/Z1971xft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203455504821496818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SDZjNmlvq_I/AAAAAAAAADY/vNTVgD80VmM/s320/Z1971xft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Wont Kiss Your Lips Tonight .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beauty, perfect!I name it, "You".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sitting with your eyes closed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poised to be loved,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like a little child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On this wooden bench,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this gulmohar grove.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Divine, between ordinary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wont kiss your lips tonight,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not so soon,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not before I play for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kissing your forehead,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is my destiny written there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It must be wonderful then,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I should care not&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For tomorrows stacked up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me play tonight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kiss your eyelashes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To know the crimson dreams,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That lie within.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your eyes still closed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lips anticipating,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trembling;I love them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wont kiss your lips tonight,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not so soon,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not before I play for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naughty,I confess I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heartless,Oh! don't call me that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I can feel your every breath,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still a whisker apart,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love it when you give up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your eyes open slowly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beads of tears,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kissed away with care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Complaints piercing in my eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My little child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, not yet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not until you surrender&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my arms, completely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not until,You whisper your wish In my cheeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then i shall kiss your lips,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But not before I play for a while...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Isnt this post very romantic guys?? do comment!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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.'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SDZjNmlvq_I/AAAAAAAAADY/vNTVgD80VmM/s72-c/Z1971xft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-5512179638452502962</id><published>2008-05-16T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:42:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing some one</title><content type='html'>missing some one&lt;br /&gt;Last night before went to bedThoughts of you filled my headI have not cried this way in many of yearsOnto my pillow fell six silent tearsThe first was for your smile that I missAnd your tender lips I long to kissThe second was for your gentle faceAnd thoughts of your loving embraceThe third came as no supriseAs I thought of your beautiful eyesThe fourth came rolling down my faceInstead of my pillow, it should be you in it's place.The fifth came for one reason aloneI felt my love for you wasn't fully shownI really love and miss you my dearAnd there just fell...the sixth silent tear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-5512179638452502962?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/5512179638452502962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=5512179638452502962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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out in the summer heat,Love me like a river, coz river water has a constant beat,I loved you but just couldn’t tell you,I didn’t know that you had loved me too.I met you somewhere, I don’t remember when,I was too bold and you were too shy then,I remember the days we would spend just talking,And at nights just kept on waiting.I remember how I made you cry that day,I remember the promises I had to make,I remember the walks back home,The long chats on the phone.I still remember the way you looked at me,When I said no to marry you,Your eyes wanted some sign,To reassure you that I still loved you.I remember how we fought on silly things,On how to cook or how to mend broken links,I remember the way you sang that night,I try to forget that with all my might.I don’t know whether you remember those evenings or not,I don’t know whether you have forgotten my love or what,But I still love you with all my heart,I will keep loving you till I breathe my last.&lt;div 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me'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-3801703883512549364</id><published>2008-05-16T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:40:34.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let there be enough of pain</title><content type='html'>Let there be enough of pain&lt;br /&gt;I saw her image in the mirror,I saw her eyes...In every face, every star and the sky,She follows me, as a shadow,She said, “to let her go",But me say,Why do I love her more?The gleam in her eyes,Aches in my heart,I reach out to touch...Those tears that make me cry,She says, in one of my dreams,Let there be enough of pain,For her to smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-3801703883512549364?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/3801703883512549364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=3801703883512549364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/3801703883512549364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/3801703883512549364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/2008/05/let-there-be-enough-of-pain.html' title='Let there be enough of pain'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-3246811879824702261</id><published>2008-05-12T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T02:36:33.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SCgPlRJ-2GI/AAAAAAAAADI/OpXx6s_Tw7Q/s1600-h/we+make+a+heart+2gether.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SCgPlRJ-2GI/AAAAAAAAADI/OpXx6s_Tw7Q/s320/we+make+a+heart+2gether.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199422902734084194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;Even today when i listen to those songs &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;it brings in old memories along &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;Those meetings those calls &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;were they false or had any meaning at all? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;Still i try to find out why i said "yes'? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;but the answer to this i never get &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;But 1 thing is sure &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;that there is something more &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;There are various questions which are unanswered &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;there are various feeling which are still unexpressed &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;There is deep sorrow which cant be addressred &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;Was it real or a prank? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;Thinking this my heart sank &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;but as the time passes by my &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;hurt heart wants to fly &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;Leaving the mystery unsolved &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="times new roman"&gt;i try to live as happy as all! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-3246811879824702261?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/3246811879824702261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=3246811879824702261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/3246811879824702261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/3246811879824702261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/2008/05/broken-heart.html' title='The broken heart'/><author><name>kkunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00274631758193703892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SCgPlRJ-2GI/AAAAAAAAADI/OpXx6s_Tw7Q/s72-c/we+make+a+heart+2gether.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6999961809889755662.post-2117005635516213780</id><published>2008-05-11T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:45:36.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SCakExJ-2FI/AAAAAAAAADA/J1zQHOL8D9E/s1600-h/likh+de+apni+pyar+ki+dastan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199023221667453010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JV7sY2TWiAQ/SCakExJ-2FI/AAAAAAAAADA/J1zQHOL8D9E/s320/likh+de+apni+pyar+ki+dastan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~"My Dearest Love(My Life, My Everything)"~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look into your sparkling eyesI feel like telling you just how beautiful IThink you are and how you make me meltIts felicity unlike anything I've ever felt.In the dreams I've had about you each nightI was able to caress you and your lightI picture you in the dress you wore last weekOh angel, your perpetual love is what i seek.There is never a moment that passes byWithout a thought of you and no, I don't lieGive me a chance and let me show you howI'd do anything to have you with me right now.Its the presence felt when you're around meThe feeling inside me that i hope you'd seeYour sweet, blissful smiles and laughterNever fail to leave me in a perfect rapture...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-2117005635516213780?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/2117005635516213780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=2117005635516213780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6999961809889755662/posts/default/2117005635516213780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When she smiles,Her eyes fill with tears,Is it mystic I say,Let me come a bit near,Let me touch those drops,And see if it is real,Let me feel your love,Just once before I die,Let me know…A little about you,Before you become his,Never mine,Let me show you how I feel,Just one more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6999961809889755662-4972308284066829394?l=krazy-kunal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krazy-kunal.blogspot.com/feeds/4972308284066829394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6999961809889755662&amp;postID=4972308284066829394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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